I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Chapter 887 I Can't Die Yet!

Everyone looked at this scene stupidly.

The passage of time seemed to slow down.

The Emperor Bulang has lost...

This is a result that is difficult for the Immortal Emperor Palace forces and many top forces to accept.

"He is not the son of a prodigal emperor, he is the son of Immortal Emperor Anlin...how did he lose?"

"It's such a pity, such an amazing, such a proud person who is the most outstanding in the past and present..."

"I really don't blame him. Everyone has seen the performance of the son of Bulang. That Qiu Ming is a monster..."

"Hmph, losing is losing. Immortal Emperor Palace is just like him. Although it is extremely powerful, it will eventually be defeated and replaced by the power of the Vila Realm King!"

Some people are sad, some people are regretful, and some people seem to be relieved and start to gloat.

Tens of thousands of races began to stir, and an undercurrent began to emerge.

This battle between An Bulang and Qiu Ming can be called a mythical battle, and it will be passed down through the ages.

And the meaning they represent is not just as simple as the No. 1 Arrogant of Myriad Worlds, but more far-reaching, even reaching the peak of the entire Hongmeng universe.

All the immortals in the Immortal Emperor Palace mourned.

Immortals such as Dabai, Clown, Lan Xiaoni, etc. were even more emotional, wishing to immediately go to the Dao of Hongmeng and rescue An Bulang.

They no longer care about the outcome of the battle, they only care about An Bulang's safety.

Ye Ling even stood up straight away, bursting out with a supreme coercion that terrified all the strong men of all races, wanting to break through the gate of the Dao of Primordial Mist desperately.

However, Bai Ling, the lord of the Purple Star Sanctuary, appeared, blocking the impulsive Ye Lingzhizun.

"Ling'er, don't be impulsive, take another look."

With a calm expression, Bai Ling comforted the black-haired girl.

"Lang'er is about to die, I can't procrastinate any longer." Ye Ling's cold and calm face was replaced by deep worry, and the sword in his hand was trembling, "He is the only offspring of Master and Master, even if I die ..."

"Calm down!" Bai Ling grabbed Ye Ling's hand and yelled loudly, "Don't forget your duty! The power of the Dao of Primordial Enlightenment is beyond your imagination, and you can't get to Lang'er at all!"

In the entire Hongmeng Dojo, only Bai Ling could scold a great emperor like this.

"But...but..." Ye Ling was really panicked, helpless like a little girl.

She has always had confidence in An Bulang, and An Bulang's performance far exceeded her expectations.

But what she didn't expect was that Qiu Ming was so powerful, a hundred times and a thousand times more powerful than she imagined!

Everything seems to have come to an end.

Qiu Ming defeated An Bulang upright, no one would question this.

Because of this, the effect will be unprecedented.

An Bulang has fought to the last drop of blood, exhausted his last trace of strength, and can no longer be nirvana.

All his limbs were severed, his chest was pierced by the sword of the universe, and he frantically stripped away the source of life.

An Bulang has never tasted death as deeply as he does now.

Qiu Ming beat him upright, and he didn't have any objection to it.

but……

"I can't die yet..."

"I absolutely cannot die here..."

An Bulang's pupils were burning, and there was still an unyielding flame.

He still has a lot of things to do, he can accept failure, but he must not fall down!

But how can he break the situation in front of him?

"It was a hearty battle."

A nice and soft voice sounded.

Qiu Ming had already walked towards him step by step, with tired and appreciative eyes.

However, that murderous intent and determination also cannot be concealed.

"It's over... Prince Bulang, I won this battle. Of course, you are a respectable opponent, and I will give you a satisfactory death."

The divine power in Qiu Ming's body surged wildly, and hundreds of millions of stars linked together, gathering the supreme starlight in his hands.

The starlight is eternal, and the light is bright and sharp, as if it can penetrate nine heavens and ten earths.

This will be the power that runs through An Bulang's soul.

"You can't kill me!" An Bulang gritted his teeth, bursting out with a strong desire to survive.

His blood is burning wildly, including his blood, including his soul, are burning!

This is the moment of blooming in exchange for burning life!

boom! !

The sword of the universe trembled violently, and then it burst!

Qiu Ming's face changed slightly, he didn't expect the young man to have one last fight.

But the starlight in his hand still shot out. It was a beam of light that condensed the power of hundreds of millions of stars. It could annihilate the souls of all strong men. The power was so terrifying that An Bulang in this state couldn't escape at all!

"Hey!"

Another golden light under the starry sky shattered the space.

"Cosmic Meme Black Angel!"

Jin Yuexi stood in front of An Bulang.

She threw out a statue of an angel with a dark body and a lingering depraved atmosphere.

Extremely terrifying and strange forces began to appear, involving the power of great cause and effect and darkness.

All the light is gone in an instant.

Qiu Ming felt that his starlight was blocked by the weird black angel statue, and he also lost all vision and perception in an instant, as if falling into eternal darkness.

But he didn't panic, but instantly propped up the inner universe to radiate outward.

A Jin Yuexi is not enough to break through his cosmic defense.

"break!"

Qiu Ming used the power of the universe to break through the power of the black angel.

But what I saw was that Jin Yuexi had already fled to the Creation Continent with An Bulang and everyone in the Langmeng of the Immortal Emperor Palace.

"Do you really think you can escape?" Qiu Ming's eyes darkened, and with a step, the power of space surged, and immediately covered a large distance, moving several times faster than Jin Yuexi and others.

"Xiao Yueyue, it's too dangerous for you to do this..." Although An Bulang didn't want to die, he didn't want to put his friend in such danger.

"Shut up, you're still trying to be brave after you've been beaten like this." Jin Yuexi moved quickly with An Bulang in his arms, and snorted lightly, "You agreed to win the first place for me, look at you like this."

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An Bulang: "..."

The boy lost his temper at the words of this petite girl with a strong aura.

An incomparably terrifying force charged from behind.

Jin Yuexi gritted her teeth, and sacrificed the black angel in her hand again.

boom!

Another earth-shattering collision.

The black angel blocked Qiu Ming's attack.

"Hey, I thought I'd vomited my blood for nothing, but unsealing a black angel's secret weapon relieved my loneliness, but I didn't expect to rely on me in the end." Jin Yuexi smiled again, gaining a kind of self-comfort inexplicably.

Her secret weapon, the black angel, was originally intended to be used to deal with the mutated corpses of the four good fortune kings, which is enough to see how powerful and heaven-defying it is.

Originally, even such a heaven-defying weapon could not stop Qiu Ming at all. But the battle between Qiu Ming and An Bulang was really exhausting, and Qiu Ming also entered an extremely weak state, which was blocked by Jin Yuexi with a secret weapon.

Jin Yuexi fought and fled, hugged An Bulang, fled quickly, fell into the first forbidden area of ​​the Good Fortune Continent, and rushed in towards the big hole where the Good Fortune Map and the corpse of the Good Fortune Heavenly King emerged!

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